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(完整版)高级英语第一册(修订本)第12课Lesson12TheLoons原文和翻译

(完整版)高级英语第一册(修订本)第12课Lesson12TheLoons原文和翻译
(完整版)高级英语第一册(修订本)第12课Lesson12TheLoons原文和翻译

The Loons

Margarel Laurence

1、Just below Manawaka, where the Wachakwa River ran brown and noisy over the pebbles , the scrub oak and grey-green willow and chokecherry bushes grew in a dense thicket . In a clearing at the centre of the thicket stood the Tonnerre family's shack. The basis at this dwelling was a small square cabin made of poplar poles and chinked with mud, which had been built by Jules Tonnerre some fifty years before, when he came back from Batoche with a bullet in his thigh, the year that Riel was hung and the voices of the Metis entered their long silence. Jules had only intended to stay the winter in the Wachakwa Valley, but the family was still there in the thirties, when I was a child. As the Tonnerres had increased, their settlement had been added to, until the clearing at the foot of the town hill was a chaos of lean-tos, wooden packing cases, warped lumber, discarded car types, ramshackle chicken coops , tangled strands of barbed wire and rusty tin cans.

2、The Tonnerres were French half breeds, and among themselves they spoke a patois that was neither Cree nor French. Their English was broken and full of obscenities. They did not belong among the Cree of the Galloping Mountain reservation, further north, and they did not belong among the

Scots-Irish and Ukrainians of Manawaka, either. They were, as my Grandmother MacLeod would have put it, neither flesh, fowl, nor good salt herring . When their men were not working at odd jobs or as section hands on

the C.P. R. they lived on relief. In the summers, one of the Tonnerre youngsters, with a face that seemed totally unfamiliar with laughter, would knock at the doors of the town's brick houses and offer for sale a lard -pail full of bruised wild strawberries, and if he got as much as a quarter he would grab the coin and run before the customer had time to change her mind. Sometimes old Jules, or his son Lazarus, would get mixed up in a Saturday-night brawl , and would hit out at whoever was nearest or howl drunkenly among the offended shoppers on Main Street, and then the Mountie would put them for the night in the barred cell underneath the Court House, and the next morning they would be quiet again.

3、Piquette Tonnerre, the daughter of Lazarus, was in my class at school. She was older than I, but she had failed several grades, perhaps because her attendance had always been sporadic and her interest in schoolwork negligible . Part of the reason she had missed a lot of school was that she had had tuberculosis of the bone, and had once spent many months in hospital. I knew this because my father was the doctor who had looked after her. Her sickness was almost the only thing I knew about her, however. Otherwise, she existed for me only as a vaguely embarrassing presence, with her hoarse voice and her clumsy limping walk and her grimy cotton dresses that were always miles too long. I was neither friendly nor unfriendly towards her. She dwelt and moved somewhere within my scope of vision, but I did not actually notice her very much until that peculiar summer when I was eleven.

4、"I don't know what to do about that kid." my father said at dinner one evening. "Piquette Tonnerre, I mean. The damn bone's flared up again. I've had her in hospital for quite a while now, and it's under control all right, but I hate like the dickens to send her home again."

5、"Couldn't you explain to her mother that she has to rest a lot?" my mother said.

6、"The mother's not there" my father replied. "She took off a few years back. Can't say I blame her. Piquette cooks for them, and she says Lazarus would never do anything for himself as long as she's there. Anyway, I don't think she'd take much care of herself, once she got back. She's only thirteen, after all. Beth, I was thinking—What about taking her up to Diamond Lake with us this summer?

A couple of months rest would give that bone a much better chance."

7、My mother looked stunned.

8、"But Ewen -- what about Roddie and Vanessa?"

9、"She's not contagious ," my father said. "And it would be company for Vanessa."

10、"Oh dear," my mother said in distress, "I'll bet anything she has nits in her hair."

11、"For Pete's sake," my father said crossly, "do you think Matron would let her stay in the hospital for all this time like that? Don't be silly, Beth. "

12、Grandmother MacLeod, her delicately featured face as rigid as a cameo , now brought her mauve -veined hands together as though she were about to begin prayer.

13、"Ewen, if that half breed youngster comes along to Diamond Lake, I'm not going," she announced. "I'll go to Morag's for the summer."

14、I had trouble in stifling my urge to laugh, for my mother brightened visibly and quickly tried to hide it. If it came to a choice between Grandmother MacLeod and Piquette, Piquette would win hands down, nits or not.

15、"It might be quite nice for you, at that," she mused. "You haven't seen Morag for over a year, and you might enjoy being in the city for a while. Well, Ewen dear, you do what you think best. If you think it would do Piquette some good, then we' II be glad to have her, as long as she behaves herself."

16、So it happened that several weeks later, when we all piled into my father's old Nash, surrounded by suitcases and boxes of provisions and toys for my ten-month-old brother, Piquette was with us and Grandmother MacLeod, miraculously, was not. My father would only be staying at the cottage for a couple of weeks, for he had to get back to his practice, but the rest of us would stay at Diamond Lake until the end of August.

17、Our cottage was not named, as many were, "Dew Drop Inn" or "Bide-a-Wee," or "Bonnie Doon”. The sign on the roadway bore in austere letters only our name, MacLeod. It was not a large cottage, but it was on the lakefront. You could look out the windows and see, through the filigree of the spruce trees, the water glistening greenly as the sun caught it. All around the cottage were ferns, and sharp-branched raspberrybushes, and moss that had grown over fallen tree trunks, If you looked carefully among the weeds and grass, you could find wild strawberry plants which were in white flower now and in another month would bear fruit, the fragrant globes hanging like miniaturescarlet lanterns on the thin hairy stems. The two grey squirrels were still there, gossiping at us from the tall spruce beside the cottage, and by the end of the summer they would again be tame enough to take pieces of crust from my hands. The broad mooseantlers that hung above the back door were a little more bleached and fissured after the winter, but otherwise everything was the same. I raced joyfully around my kingdom, greeting all the places I had not seen for a year. My brother, Roderick, who had not been born when we were here last summer, sat on the car rug in the sunshine and examined a brown spruce cone, meticulously turning it round and round in his small and curious hands. My mother and father toted the luggage from car to cottage, exclaiming over how well the place had wintered, no broken windows, thank goodness, no apparent damage from storm felled branches or snow.

18、Only after I had finished looking around did I notice Piquette. She was sitting on the swing her lame leg held stiffly out, and her other foot scuffing the ground as she swung slowly back and forth. Her long hair hung black and straight around her shoulders, and her broad coarse-featured face bore no expression -- it was blank, as though she no longer dwelt within her own skull, as though she had gone elsewhere.I approached her very hesitantly.

19、"Want to come and play?"

20、Piquette looked at me with a sudden flash of scorn.

21、"I ain't a kid," she said.

22、Wounded, I stamped angrily away, swearing I would not speak to her for the rest of the summer. In the days that followed, however, Piquette began to interest me, and l began to want to interest her. My reasons did not appear bizarre to me. Unlikely as it may seem, I had only just realised that the Tonnerre family, whom I had always heard Called half breeds, were actually Indians, or as near as made no difference. My acquaintance with Indians was not expensive. I did not remember ever having seen a real Indian, and my new awareness that Piquette sprang from the people of Big Bear and Poundmaker, of Tecumseh, of the Iroquois who had eaten Father Brébeuf's heart--all this gave her an instant attraction in my eyes. I was devoted reader of Pauline Johnson at this age, and sometimes would orate aloud and in an exalted voice, West Wind, blow from

your prairie nest, Blow from the mountains, blow from the west--and so on. It seemed to me that Piquette must be in some way a daughter of the forest, a kind of junior prophetess of the wilds, who might impart to me, if I took the right approach, some of the secrets which she undoubtedly knew --where the whippoorwill made her nest, how the coyote reared her young, or whatever it was that it said in Hiawatha.

23、I set about gaining Piquette's trust. She was not allowed to go swimming, with her bad leg, but I managed to lure her down to the beach-- or rather, she came because there was nothing else to do. The water was always icy, for the lake was fed by springs, but I swam like a dog, thrashing my arms and legs around at such speed and with such an output of energy that I never grew cold. Finally, when I had enough, I came out and sat beside Piquette on the sand. When she saw me approaching, her hands squashed flat the sand castle she had been building, and she looked at me sullenly, without speaking.

24、"Do you like this place?" I asked, after a while, intending to lead on from there into the question of forest lore .

25、Piquette shrugged. "It's okay. Good as anywhere."

26、"I love it, "1 said. "We come here every summer."

27、"So what?" Her voice was distant, and I glanced at her uncertainly, wondering what I could have said wrong.

28、"Do you want to come for a walk?" I asked her. "We wouldn't need to go far. If you walk just around the point there, you come to a bay where great big reeds grow in the water, and all kinds of fish hang around there. Want to? Come on."

29、She shook her head.

30、"Your dad said I ain't supposed to do no more walking than I got to." I tried another line.

31、"I bet you know a lot about the woods and all that, eh?" I began respectfully.

32、Piquette looked at me from her large dark unsmiling eyes.

33、"I don't know what in hell you're talkin' about," she replied. "You nuts or somethin'? If you mean where my old man, and me, and all them live, you better shut up, by Jesus, you hear?"

34、I was startled and my feelings were hurt, but I had a kind of dogged perseverance. I ignored her rebuff.

35、"You know something, Piquette? There's loons here, on this lake. You can see their nests just up the shore there, behind those logs. At night, you can hear them even from the cottage, but it's better to listen from the beach. My dad says we should listen and try to remember how they sound, because in a few

years when more cottages are built at Diamond Lake and more people come in, the loons will go away."

36、Piquette was picking up stones and snail shells and then dropping them again.

37、"Who gives a good goddamn?" she said.

38、It became increasingly obvious that, as an Indian, Piquette was a dead loss. That evening I went out by myself, scrambling through the bushes that overhung the steep path, my feet slipping on the fallen spruce needles that covered the ground. When I reached the shore, I walked along the firm damp sand to the small pier that my father had built, and sat down there. I heard someone else crashing through the undergrowth and the bracken, and for a moment I thought Piquette had changed her mind, but it turned out to be my father. He sat beside me on the pier and we waited, without speaking.

38、At night the lake was like black glass with a streak of amber which was the path of the moon. All around, the spruce trees grew tall and close-set, branches blackly sharp against the sky, which was lightened by a cold flickering of stars. Then the loons began their calling. They rose like phantom birds from the nests on the shore, and flew out onto the dark still surface of the water.

40、No one can ever describe that ululating sound, the crying of the loons, and no one who has heard it can ever forget it. Plaintive , and yet with a quality

of chilling mockery , those voices belonged to a world separated by aeon from our neat world of summer cottages and the lighted lamps of home.

41、"They must have sounded just like that," my father remarked, "before any person ever set foot here." Then he laughed. "You could say the same, of course, about sparrows or chipmunk, but somehow it only strikes you that way with the loons."

42、"I know," I said.

43、Neither of us suspected that this would be the last time we would ever sit here together on the shore, listening. We stayed for perhaps half an hour, and then we went back to the cottage. My mother was reading beside the fireplace. Piquette was looking at the burning birch log, and not doing anything.

44、"You should have come along," I said, although in fact I was glad she had not.

45、"Not me", Piquette said. "You wouldn’ catch me walkin' way down there jus' for a bunch of squawkin' birds."

46、Piquette and I remained ill at ease with one another. felt I had somehow failed my father, but I did not know what was the matter, nor why she Would not or could not respond when I suggested exploring the woods or Playing house. I thought it was probably her slow and difficult walking that held her back. She

stayed most of the time in the cottage with my mother, helping her with the dishes or with Roddie, but hardly ever talking. Then the Duncans arrived at their cottage, and I spent my days with Mavis, who was my best friend. I could not reach Piquette at all, and I soon lost interest in trying. But all that summer she remained as both a reproach and a mystery to me.

47、That winter my father died of pneumonia, after less than a week's illness. For some time I saw nothing around me, being completely immersed in my own pain and my mother's. When I looked outward once more, I scarcely noticed that Piquette Tonnerre was no longer at school. I do not remember seeing her at all until four years later, one Saturday night when Mavis and I were having Cokes in the Regal Café. The jukebox was booming like tuneful thunder, and beside it, leaning lightly on its chrome and its rainbow glass, was a girl.

48、Piquette must have been seventeen then, although she looked about twenty. I stared at her, astounded that anyone could have changed so much. Her face, so stolidand expressionless before, was animated now with a gaiety that was almost violent. She laughed and talked very loudly with the boys around her. Her lipstick was bright carmine, and her hair was cut Short and frizzily permed . She had not been pretty as a child, and she was not pretty now, for her features were still heavy and blunt. But her dark and slightly slanted eyes were beautiful, and her skin-tight skirt and orange sweater displayed to enviable advantage a soft and slender body.

49、She saw me, and walked over. She teetered a little, but it was not due to her once-tubercular leg, for her limp was almost gone.

50、"Hi, Vanessa," Her voice still had the same hoarseness . "Long time no see, eh?"

51、"Hi," I said "Where've you been keeping yourself, Piquette?"

52、"Oh, I been around," she said. "I been away almost two years now. Been all over the place--Winnipeg, Regina, Saskatoon. Jesus, what I could tell you! I come back this summer, but I ain't stayin'. You kids go in to the dance?"

53、"No," I said abruptly, for this was a sore point with me. I was fifteen, and thought I was old enough to go to the Saturday-night dances at the Flamingo. My mother, however, thought otherwise.

54、"Y'oughta come," Piquette said. "I never miss one. It's just about the on'y thing in this jerkwater

55、town that's any fun. Boy, you couldn' catch me stayin' here. I don' give

a shit about this place. It stinks."

56、She sat down beside me, and I caught the harsh over-sweetness of her perfume.

57、"Listen, you wanna know something, Vanessa?" she confided , her voice only slightly blurred. "Your dad was the only person in Manawaka that ever done anything good to me."

58、I nodded speechlessly. I was certain she was speaking the truth. I knew

a little more than I had that summer at Diamond Lake, but I could not reach her now any more than I had then, I was ashamed, ashamed of my own timidity, the frightened tendency to look the other way. Yet I felt no real warmth towards her-- I only felt that I ought to, because of that distant summer and because my father had hoped she would be company for me, or perhaps that I would be for her, but it had not happened that way. At this moment, meeting her again, I had to admit that she repelled and embarrassed me, and I could not help despising the self-pity in her voice. I wished she would go away. I did not want to see her did not know what to say to her. It seemed that we had nothing to say to one another.

59、"I'll tell you something else," Piquette went on. "All the old bitches an' biddies in this town will sure be surprised. I'm gettin' married this fall -- my boy friend, he's an English fella, works in the stockyards in the city there, a very tall guy, got blond wavy hair. Gee, is he ever handsome. Got this real Hiroshima name. Alvin Gerald Cummings--some handle, eh? They call him Al."

60、For the merest instant, then I saw her. I really did see her, for the first and only time in all the years we had both lived in the same town. Her defiant

face, momentarily, became unguarded and unmasked, and in her eyes there was a terrifying hope.

61、"Gee, Piquette --" I burst out awkwardly, "that's swell. That's really wonderful. Congratulations—good luck--I hope you'll be happy--"

62、As l mouthed the conventional phrases, I could only guess how great her need must have been, that she had been forced to seek the very things she so bitterly rejected.

63、When I was eighteen, I left Manawaka and went away to college. At the end of my first year, I came back home for the summer. I spent the first few days in talking non-stop with my mother, as we exchanged all the news that somehow had not found its way into letters-- what had happened in my life and what had happened here in Manawaka while I was away. My mother searched her memory for events that concerned people I knew.

64、"Did I ever write you about Piquette Tonnerre, Vanessa?" she asked one morning.

65、"No, I don't think so," I replied. "Last I heard of her, she was going to marry some guy in the city. Is she still there?"

66、My mother looked Hiroshima , and it was a moment before she spoke, as though she did not know how to express what she had to tell and wished she did not need to try.

67、"She's dead," she said at last. Then, as I stared at her, "Oh, Vanessa, when it happened, I couldn't help thinking of her as she was that summer--so sullen and gauche and badly dressed. I couldn't help wondering if we could have done something more at that time--but what could we do? She used to be around in the cottage there with me all day, and honestly it was all I could do to get a word out of her. She didn't even talk to your father very much, although

I think she liked him in her way."

68、"What happened?" I asked.

69、"Either her husband left her, or she left him," my mother said. "I don't know which. Anyway, she came back here with two youngsters, both only babies--they must have been born very close together. She kept house, I guess, for Lazarus and her brothers, down in the valley there, in the old Tonnerre place.

I used to see her on the street sometimes, but she never spoke to me. She'd put on an awful lot of weight, and she looked a mess, to tell you the truth, a real slattern , dressed any old how. She was up in court a couple of times--drunk and disorderly, of course. One Saturday night last winter, during the coldest weather, Piquette was alone in the shack with the children. The Tonnerres made home brew all the time, so I've heard, and Lazarus said later she'd been

drinking most of the day when he and the boys went out that evening. They had an old woodstove there--you know the kind, with exposed pipes. The shack caught fire. Piquette didn't get out, and neither did the children."

70、I did not say anything. As so often with Piquette, there did not seem to be anything to say. There was a kind of silence around the image in my mind of the fire and the snow, and I wished I could put from my memory the look that

I had seen once in Piquette's eyes.

71、I went up to Diamond Lake for a few days that summer, with Mavis and her family. The MacLeod cottage had been sold after my father's death, and I did not even go to look at it, not wanting to witness my long-ago kingdom possessed now by strangers. But one evening I went clown to the shore by myself.

72、The small pier which my father had built was gone, and in its place there was a large and solid pier built by the government, for Galloping Mountain was now a national park, and Diamond Lake had been re-named Lake Wapakata, for it was felt that an Indian name would have a greater appeal to tourists. The one store had become several dozen, and the settlement had all the attributes of a flourishing resort--hotels, a dance-hall, cafes with neon signs, the penetrating odoursof potato chips and hot dogs.

73、I sat on the government pier and looked out across the water. At night the lake at least was the same as it had always been, darkly shining and bearing within its black glass the streak of amber that was the path of the moon. There was no wind that evening, and everything was quiet all around me. It seemed too quiet, and then I realized that the loons were no longer here. I listened for some time, to make sure, but never once did I hear that long-drawn call, half mocking and half plaintive, spearing through the stillness across the lake.

74、I did not know what had happened to the birds. Perhaps they had gone away to some far place of belonging. Perhaps they had been unable to find such a place, and had simply died out, having ceased to care any longer whether they lived or not.

75、I remembered how Piquette had scorned to come along, when my father and I sat there and listened to the lake birds. It seemed to me now that in some unconscious and totally unrecognized way, Piquette might have been the only one, after all, who had heard the crying of the loons.

第十二课潜水鸟

玛格丽特劳伦斯

马纳瓦卡山下有一条小河,叫瓦恰科瓦河,浑浊的河水沿着布满鹅卵石的河床哗哗地流淌着,河边谷地上长着无数的矮橡树、灰绿色柳树和野樱桃树,形成一片茂密的丛林。坦纳瑞家的棚屋就座落在丛林中央的一片空地上。这住所的主体结构是一间四方形木屋,系用一根根白杨木涂以灰泥建成,建造者是儒勒?坦纳瑞。大约五十年前,也就是里尔被绞杀、法印混血族遭到彻底失败的那一年,儒勒?坦纳瑞大腿上带着一颗枪弹从巴托什战场回到这里后便建造了那间小木屋。儒勒当初只打算在瓦恰科瓦河谷里度过当年的那个冬天,但直到三十年代,他们家仍住在那儿,当时我还是个孩子。坦纳瑞家人丁兴旺,他们的木屋慢慢地扩建,越来越大,到后来,那片林中空地上小披屋林立,到处乱七八糟地堆放着木板包装箱、晒翘了的木材、废弃的汽车轮胎、摇摇欲坠的鸡笼子、一卷一卷的带刺的铁丝和锈迹斑斑的洋铁罐。

坦纳瑞一家是法裔混血儿,他们彼此之间讲话用的是一种土话,既不像克里印第安语,也不像法语。他们说的英语字不成句,还尽是些低级下流的粗话。他们既不属于北方跑马山保留地上居住的克里族,也不属于马纳瓦卡山上居住的苏格兰爱尔兰人和乌克兰人群体。用我祖母爱用的词来说,他们简直就是所谓的“四不像”。他们的生计全靠家里的壮丁外出打零工或是在加拿大太平洋铁路上当养路工来维持;没有这种打工机会时,他们一家便靠吃救济粮过日子。到了夏天,坦纳瑞家的一个长着一张从来不会笑的脸的小孩就会用一个猪油桶提一桶碰得伤痕累累的野草莓,挨家挨户地敲开镇上那些砖砌房屋的门叫卖。只要卖得一枚二角五分的硬币,他就会迫不及待地将那硬币抓到手中,然后立即转身跑开,生怕顾客会有时间反悔。有时候,在星期六晚上,老儒勒或是他的儿子拉扎鲁会酗酒闹事,不是发疯似地见人就打,就是挤到大街上购物逛街的行人之中狂呼乱叫,让人恼怒,于是骑警队就会将他们抓去,关进法院楼下的铁牢里,到第二天早上,他们便会恢复常态。

拉扎鲁的女儿皮格特?坦纳瑞在学校读书时与我同班。她年纪比我大几岁,但由于成绩不好留了几级,这也许怪她经常旷课而且学习劲头不大。她掉课次数多的部分原因是她患有骨节炎,有一次一连住了好几个月的医院。我之所以知道这一情况是因为我父亲正好是为她治过病的医生。不过,我对她的了解几乎只限于她的病情。除此之外,我就只知道她是一个让人一见就觉得不舒服的人:说话时声音沙哑,走起路来踉踉跄跄,身上穿着的棉布衣裙总是脏兮兮的,而且总是长大得极不合体。我对她的态度谈不上友好,也谈不上不友好。她的住处和活动范围都在我的眼前,但直到我十一岁那年的夏季到来之前,我还从来没有太多地注意到她的存在。

“我真不知道该怎样去帮助那孩子,”我父亲有一天吃晚饭的时候说,“我指的是皮格特?坦纳瑞。她的骨结核又恶化了,我在医院里给她治疗好长一段时间了,病情自然是控制住了,但我真他妈不愿打发她回到她那个家里去。”

“你难道就不会对她妈妈说说她应该好好保养吗?”我母亲问道。

“她妈妈不在了,”我父亲回答说。“几年前她就离家出走了。也不能怪她。皮格特为他们烧火做饭,她说只要她在家拉扎鲁便什么也不干。不管怎么说,只要她一回到家里,我看她就很难保养好自己的身体了。毕竟她才十三岁呀。贝丝,我在想——咱们全家去钻石湖避暑时把她也一道带去,你看怎么样?好好休养两个月会使她的骨病治愈的希望大大增加。”我母亲满脸惊讶的神色。“可是艾文——罗迪和凡乃莎怎么办呢?”

“她的病并不是传染性的,”我父亲说。“这样凡乃莎还会多一个伙伴。”“天哪!”我母亲无可奈何地说,“我敢保证她头上一定有虱子。”

“看在圣彼得的份上,”我父亲生气地说,“你以为护士长会让她一直那样在医院里住下去吗?别太天真了,贝丝。”

麦克里奥祖母那清秀的脸上此时显得像玉石雕像般的冷峻,她那紫红色血管鼓起的双手此时也合到一起,像是准备做祷告的样子。

“艾文,如果那个混血儿要去钻石湖的话,那我就不去了,”她声明说。“我要去莫拉格家度夏。”我几乎忍不住要哈哈大笑了,因为我看到我母亲突然面露喜色但马上又极力加以掩饰。如果要我母亲在麦克里奥祖母和皮格特之间选择一个的话,那中选的毫无疑问就是皮格特,不管她头上是否有虱子。“说起来,那样对您老人家也是好事,”她若有所思地说。“您已有一年多没见过莫拉格了,而且,到大城市里去住一阵子也是一种享受。好吧,亲爱的艾文,你认为怎么好就怎么着吧。假如你认为同我们一起住一段日子对皮格特有好处,那我们欢迎她,只要她能守规矩就行。”

于是,几个星期以后,当我们全家带着一箱箱的衣物、食品以及给我那才满十个月的小弟弟玩的玩具挤进父亲那辆旧“纳什”轿车时,皮格特也同我们在一起,而麦克里奥祖母却奇迹般地没有同我们在一起。我父亲只能在别墅里住两个星期,因为他要回去上班,但我其余的人却要在钻石湖一直住到八月底。我们的湖边别墅不像许多其他别墅一样取了诸如“露珠客栈”或“小憩园”或“怡神居”之类的名字。立于马路边的标牌上只用朴素的字体写着我们的姓氏“麦克里奥”。别墅的房子不算大,但占着正对着湖面的有利位置。从别墅的窗户往外看,透过一层云杉树叶织成的丝帘,可以看见碧绿的湖面在太阳的映照下波光粼粼。别墅的四周长满了凤尾草、悬钩子藤,还有断落的树枝上长出的青苔;若是细心地在草丛里寻找,你还会找到一些野草莓藤,上面已经开了白花,再过一个月便会长出野草莓来,到时候,散发出芬芳气息的草莓果便会像一个个微型的红灯笼一般悬挂在毛茸茸的细茎上。别墅旁边的一棵高大的云杉树上的那对灰色小松鼠还在,此时正朝着我们嘁嘁喳喳地乱叫,到夏天快过完的时候,它们又会变得驯驯服服,敢从我手上叼取面包屑了。别墅后门上挂的一对鹿角经过一个冬天的风吹雨淋之后又多褪了一些颜色,增加了一些裂纹,其余一切都还是原样。我兴高采烈地在我的小王国里跑来跑去,和所有阔别了一年的地方一一去打招呼。我的小弟弟罗德里克,去年夏天我们来这儿避暑时他还没有出生,此时正坐在放在太阳底下晒着的汽车座垫上,埋头玩赏着一个黄褐色的云杉球果,用他那双好奇的小手小心翼翼地抓着那颗球果,把它搓得团团转。我母亲和父亲忙着将行李从车上搬进别墅,连声惊叹着,这地方经过一个冬天后竞如此完好,窗户玻璃没破一块,真是谢天谢地,房屋也没有受到被暴风吹断的树枝或冰雪砸损的痕迹。我忙着把所有的地方都看了一遍之后才回头注意到皮格特。她正坐在秋千上缓缓地荡来荡去,她的那只跛腿直挺挺地向前伸着,另一只脚却垂拖到地上,并随着秋千的摆动而摩擦着地面。她那又黑又直的长发垂披到肩上,那皮肤粗糙的宽脸上毫无表情——一副茫然的样子,似乎她已经没有了灵魂,又似乎她的灵魂已脱离了躯体。我犹犹豫豫地向她走近。“想过来玩吗?”

皮格特突然以一种不屑一顾的神色看着我。“我不是小孩,”她说。

我自觉感情受到伤害,气得一跺脚跑开了,并发誓整个夏天不同她讲一句话。可是,在后来的日子里,皮格特却开始引起我的兴趣,而且我也开始有了要提起她的兴趣的愿望。我并不觉得这有什么奇怪。看起来可能有些不合情理,我直到这时才开始认识到,那总被人们称作混血儿的坦纳瑞一家其实是印第安人,或者说很接近印第安人。我和印第安人接触得不多,好像还从来没见过一个真正的印第安人,现在认识到皮格特的祖先就是大熊和庞德梅克的族人,是特库姆塞的族人,是那些吃过布雷伯夫神父心脏的易洛魁人——这使她在我眼中突然产生了魅力。我那时很爱读波琳?约翰逊的诗,有时候还扯开嗓门拿腔拿调地背诵,“西风啊,从原野上吹来;从高山上吹来;从西边吹来”等诗句。在我看来,皮格特一定可以算是森林的女儿,是蛮荒世界的小预言家。只要我用适当的方法向她请教,她一定可以对

我讲解一些她自己无疑知道的大自然的奥秘——如夜鹰在哪儿做窝,郊狼是如何育雏的,或是《海华沙之歌》之中提到的任何事情。我开始努力博取皮格特的信任。她因为瘸腿的关系不能下湖游泳,但我还是设法把她引诱到湖边沙滩上去了——不过,也许是因为她没别的可干才去的。钻石湖的水源自山泉,因此湖水总是冰凉的,但我游得很起劲,奋力挥臂,使劲踢腿,游得又快又猛,从来也没有感觉到冷。过足游泳瘾之后,我走上岸挨近皮格特坐在沙滩上。她一看见我走过来,马上用手把她刚堆起来的一个沙塔捣毁,满脸不高兴地看着我,一声不吭。

“你喜欢这儿吗?”过了一会儿,我便开口问道,想从这个问题慢慢引导到有关森林中的故事的问题上去。

皮格特耸了耸肩。“这地方不错,比哪儿都不差。”

“我很喜欢这地方,”我说,“我们每年夏天都到这儿来。”

“那又怎么样呢?”她的声音很冷淡,我疑惑地看着她,不知道我的哪句话得罪了她。

“你想不想去散散步?”我问她。“我们不必走得太远。只要绕过那边的那个湖岬,你就会看到一个浅水湾,那儿的水中长着高大的芦苇,芦苇丛中游动着各种各样的鱼儿。想去吗?快来吧。”她摇了摇头。“你爸爸说过,我不能过多地走路。”我试着改用另一种策略。

“我猜想你对森林中的故事一定知道得很多,是吗?”我毕恭毕敬地说道。皮格特瞪着那双大大的、没有一点笑意的黑眼睛望着我。

“我不明白你在胡说些什么,”她回答说。“你是发神经还是怎么的?假如你是想问我爹和我以及他们大家居住的地方的话,你最好闭住嘴,听到了吗?”

我大感愕然,心里十分难受,但我生性固执。我不去计较她那冷漠的态度。

“你知道吗,皮格特?这个湖上有一些潜水鸟。它们的窝就在那边的湖岸上,在那堆木材后边。夜晚,在别墅里就可以听见它们的叫声,但在这儿的沙滩上要听得更清楚一些。我爸爸要我们好好听听并记住它们的呜叫声,因为过几年之后,当湖边建起更多的别墅,来这儿的人也多起来的时候,潜水鸟便会飞离钻石湖了。”

皮格特正在从地上拾起一些石子和蜗牛壳,然后又丢到地上。“谁有心思去管那些?”她说。

要想通过皮格特来了解印第安人的情况看来是不可能了,这一点已经越来越清楚了。那天晚上,我独自一人出去,沿着陡峭的山路攀爬而行,一边走一边要用手扒开那些伸到路中间的灌木枝,而脚踏在铺着一层云杉针叶的地面上也是一滑一滑的。到了湖边后,我穿过坚实的湿沙滩,走到我父亲筑起的那道小防波堤上坐了下来。我听到有人穿过灌木丛和羊齿蕨丛风风火火地一路行来,当下我还以为是皮格特回心转意了,没想到来的竟是我父亲。他挨着我在防波堤上坐下,我们俩都没说话,静静地在那等候着。夜间的湖面看起来像一块黑色玻璃,只有一线水面因映照着月光才呈现出琥珀色,湖的周围到处密密丛丛地生长着高大的云杉树,在寒光闪烁的星空映衬下,云杉树的枝桠呈现出清晰的黑色剪影。过了一会儿,潜水鸟开始呜叫。它们像幽灵般地从岸边的窝巢中腾起,飞往平静幽暗的湖面上。

潜水鸟的鸣声悲凉凄厉,任何人都无法形容,任何人听后也难以忘怀。那种悲凉之中又带着冷嘲的声调属于另外一个遥远的世界,那世界与我们这个有着避暑别墅和居家灯火的美好世界相隔不下亿万年之遥。“在人的足迹尚未踏入此地之前,”我父亲开口说,“它们一定也就是这样叫的。”

说完他自己笑了起来。“当然,你也可以这样去评论麻雀和金花鼠,但不知何故,你却只想到这样去评论潜水鸟。”

“我明白,”我说。

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(完整word版)高级英语第1册1234614课修辞练习含答案(第三版),推荐文档

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